Chapter 481: Don’t laugh at the farmer’s wax wine

The mud of the cellar was carefully stripped off, and the people next to the cellar began to suck their noses. The rich cellar fragrance emanated, making people feel drunk.

Old Wu narrowed his eyes and could see that his nose wings trembled slightly, and his face gradually showed a look of intoxication.

"How is it?" The fat man swallowed. He never knew that the squash was so mellow that it was so mellow. It felt like watching a beauty come out of the bath, hehe.

"This will definitely be the most beautiful wine I have brewed in my life!" Old Wu's head suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes never shined as bright as they are now.

Unexpectedly, after retirement, when the weather is declining, I can finally brew the sweetest white wine in my life. What kind of surprise is this for an old craftsman?

"You always steam the bar quickly, otherwise, our group of things will eat all the wine and mash in the cellar!" The fat man yelled with a smile, and everyone couldn't help laughing. Just now, this idea came to everyone's mind.

"Okay, put it in a steamer and steam wine!" Old Wu waved his hand confidently, and everyone picked up the wood and started to clear the cellar.

At night, the fat guys and the others were still waiting in the workshop, waiting for the wine to come out. At such a major moment, everyone wanted to witness it with their own eyes.

The fog in the workshop was steaming, and the strong aroma of wine was brewing and fermenting here. Everyone felt a little dizzy and had not drunken alcohol. This was really a very wonderful state.

In the middle of the night, the fat man finally couldn't hold it in: "I'll urinate first."

After he reminded him, Old Wu also went out. After moving to the room, the fat man muttered: "I have been busy these days and forgot to build a toilet, so I have to get one tomorrow."

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"I've finished peeing a long time ago, and I thought it was your boy who was rushing all the time." It was dark and the two of them couldn't see clearly, so they could only listen to the sound.

"I've finished peeing long ago, why are you still hustling? Oh, I'm drinking!" The fat man suddenly woke up, shouted, ran back, and laughed while running: "Thanks to me being sober. If I don't remind you, you will have to pee all night."

The wine slip was still very small, but it was very clear. The fat man took the bowl and took it, but was stopped by Lao Wu: "The wine tip is not good and the degree is too high. It will be kept for mixing wine in the future."

The fat man didn't care about this. After taking half a bowl, he just gulped it. He felt like a ball of fire was in his mouth, which suddenly jumped to his throat, and then he started coughing hard.

"What a great guy, it's so strong, I'm catching up with alcohol-" The fat man wiped his hands, his snot and tears were all gone.

"Who told you to be impatient? Not to mention the wine head, even the new wine must be kept for at least one or half a year. After blending, shaping and later fermenting, it can only have its own flavor and drink it." Old Wu snatched the wine bowl from the fat man's hand and put it under his nose to smell it.

The fat man performed well. He choked so hard just now, and didn't spill a drop of the wine in his bowl: "According to your old saying, you can sell it by bottle. Let's drink it yourself, and it's almost done."

"There are no prospects, all the good things have been wasted." After Old Wu gave the fat man an appropriate evaluation, he started to work hard again.

"I've been in the middle of the night and haven't had a drink. I'd better go to bed." The fat man stretched and walked out.

The next morning, the fat man was awakened by the sound of the door scratching. After getting up, he led Chou Chou to run. As he ran, he ran into the winery.

The fog was still steaming in the workshop, but the fat man still saw that several large tanks were almost full. Old Wu was in high spirits to direct everyone to seal the mouth. It seemed that he was really preparing to store the cellar for a while.

"Why do you have to leave two tanks for everyone to taste--" The fat man hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"Sorghum is useless, fat man, please think about your mistakes quickly, otherwise we will have to stop production - the two tanks are kept there, don't move around!" Old Wu knocked on the back of the fat man's hand.

"It's okay, I'm going to cover the raw materials." The fat man ran out and ran to the village like lightning. Chou Chou couldn't catch up even if he chased after him. The little guy was also puzzled: Did this guy take the wrong medicine today?

Soon, the fat man's roar came from the loudspeaker: "Do you're sharing the winery - everyone goes to the winery, and you can't catch it if you go to play!"

This voice was really good. Every household started to act. Some were carrying big bottles, some were holding jars, and some were running north with basins. At that time, there were few plastic buckets, and it was not good to hold wine that thing, so it was best to use jars.

Old Wu took a big scoop of water and scooped wine for everyone one by one: "Try it first, this wine is not well-Erfeizi, you can hold more bottles, so change your house quickly!"

This job could have been handed over to others, but Old Wu said he had to do whatever he wanted and share the fruits of victory. Of course, he was the most qualified to enjoy, and the fat man had to stand aside.

The fat man held a big belly. Although the news was posted by him, he was at the end of the line. When he heard about the wine sharing, everyone ran faster than the other.

While slowly moving forward, he sucked his nose: "This wine is so fragrant - I will cook two dishes tonight and try our own good wine."

"Then you have to say it!" Everyone said in unison.

It was finally the fat man's turn, so he handed the jar forward: "A few more scoops, I have a lot of alcohol, hehe--"

"You can't make it special even if you have two glutinous rice balls in one family!" Old Wu looked like he was doing business.

"I still have to treat you. Pinpin your wine and put it into practice. You can drink it if you don't have any less." The fat man said with confidence.

When he heard that it was related to the raw materials for brewing, Old Wu then filled him with the jar. The food has not been released yet, and the food on the farmer's hand is limited and it is not easy to get it.

The fat man carried the jar of wine on his shoulders and went home happily. While having breakfast, he forced himself to hold back the wineworms in his stomach and didn't drink it. After the meal, he rode onto the Great National Defense and headed straight for the commune.

As soon as he entered the commune courtyard, Secretary Ma Zhanshan also came out of the jeep: "Fatty, do you have any rice you have stored? Get some more for us!"

The fat man scratched his head and said to himself: I'm here to ask for food, you're going to do it. Ask me first: "Secretary Ma, I've handed over all the green rice. It's going to be better next year. We'll have another 100 acres of rice fields."

"I went to the county for a few days to attend a meeting and listen to Lao He's lecture. Our commune is also preparing to expand the rice area. I heard that the yield of paddy fields is high." Although Ma Zhanshan is also a farmer, he has always been a farmer and is really a layman in planting rice. However, he can feel that this is a good project, at least he has been successfully experimented in Kaoshantun.

The fat man rolled his eyes: "Secretary Ma, when will you have time to go to our place and conduct a field investigation."

"Then let's go, I'll go there. Today, many people have gone to the countryside." Ma Zhanshan was really straightforward.

"Okay, then I'll go back and prepare." When the fat man heard this, he turned around the front of the car and walked back.

"What are you busy with? It's not too late to go back after finishing your business." Ma Zhanshan saw that the fat man had just gotten out of the car and didn't even get in the house.

"Hehe, it's done!" The fat man shouted, then jumped onto the bicycle excitedly and ran away. This time he came here to invite Ma Zhanshan and the others.

"This kid is so fucked." Ma Zhanshan was so strange that he couldn't help but mutter.

The next day, Ma Zhanshan led the commune cadres in charge of agriculture, a group of four people to Kaoshantun. The fat man led them around Nanwazi. This month, he could only look at the bare rice fields. However, under the vivid description of the fat man and the owner of the car, the harvest was still quite good.

Especially when everyone was amazed when they saw the greenhouse lush green, the small vegetables were green, and the cucumbers were full of thorns with thorns.

"This seems to be quite a bit of a problem." Secretary Ma has a lot of knowledge and has grasped the key points at once. If winter comes, these vegetables are a rare and rare thing.

The fat man nodded. Vegetable greenhouses are also a way, but the fat man now has too many projects, so he didn't do this. The plastic greenhouse in front of him is mainly for rice fields to raise seedlings, and growing vegetables is just a side job.

Since I was here, I visited the Tencent Factory by the way. On the way back, everyone discussed it in a slight manner, and seemed to be very excited. It seemed that they had gained a lot.

When he returned to Kaoshantun, it was already noon. Of course, the fat man could not let them go and took them to the guesthouse for dinner. Although he was afraid of organizations such as inspection teams, the ones he invited him were obviously not included.

Four dishes and one soup, a standard working meal. However, this dish is relatively solid: a pot of chicken stewed with mushrooms, a steamed turtle, two wild vegetables, plus egg soup. In addition, there are many dipping sauces.

Captain Li, Boss Che, accompanied the fat man, and saw the fat man holding a jar: "We all have to drink well today. Don't laugh at the farmer's wine, and keep guests in good times for a good year. Everyone will share the joy of a good harvest with us."

After saying that, the family poured a large bowl. Everyone raised their noses and smelled it, and they all quarreled the smell of the wine.

The fat man didn't even tinker with it. He picked up the wine bowl and saw that the wine in the bowl was clear without any impurities. He shook it gently and a layer of wine hung on the edge of the bowl: "Come on, take a sip first."

Several commune cadres were also veterans here. After smelling it first, they all felt that the wine was unusual. Then they drank a small sip and rolled the wine on their tongues, and they felt the aroma of mellow. It was just a little rushing and a little burning feeling, but it just fits the taste of a Northeastern man.

"Well, good wine, if you sleep for a few more months and feel softer, it will be better than those bottles of wine." Everyone is an expert in drinking, and you can tell the pros and cons in one sip.

"Where did you get the good wine? Let's get two jars for us." Ma Zhanshan also likes this, put down his bowl and then reaches out to pay.

The fat man also took a beautiful sip and immediately showed infinite aftertaste on his face. It was indeed a good wine, absolutely top-notch. Although there was no clear style, it should be revealed after fermentation and shaping.

Like people, wine also has its own temperament and character, which is one of the essential elements of good wine.

"Actually, this wine is brewed from the winery in our village." The fat man reluctantly put down the wine bowl.

"That's better. We'll decorate when we leave." Everyone started to pay.

The fat man scratched his head: "I'm late, I'm not giving birth now."
Chapter completed!